Page 30 of Suck This

“Maybe another night then,” I offered, inclining my head.

Her eyes flared at the mention of another night, and yet again I had to fight every instinct in my body to keep myself from taking a step toward her.

“Another night,” she replied huskily.

“Good night then, dear Acadia,” I said to her as I backed away. “Chen, my assistant, has brought your car up to the front.” I gestured to the front gate where I saw the glow of Acadia’s headlights.

She lifted the keys from her pocket, and I grinned.

“Did I mention he was a car thief in his past life?” I asked, reaching for the fence.

She grunted. “No,” she denied. “I think you forgot to mention that.”

I laughed, then turned my back on her and walked back inside.

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